Forever and Ever

Charlotte Burke is a normal seventeen year old girl. She lives near LA and is used to all the famous people flying in and out. After her father walked out on her and her mother, she was the one to take care of her mom and adopted sister, Annie. She never wanted anything more in life than her family's happiness.
Harry, Liam, Louis, Niall, and Zayn are anything but a normal boys. Being in a boy band was always an important and lucky part of their lives. By now they were used to all the girls: crazy and throwing themselves at them.
One lucky encounter could change everything for them both. Will Char be able to get over her grudge against pop stars? Will the band realize that by falling for Char music won't be the only important thing? Will they even be able to date with one of them being British and the other American?
Love always has it's ways of working, but it usually comes with a price..............

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16. A Perfect Day

Harry's POV
I grinned and took Char's hand, leading her to my car. This day was going to be perfect.  

"We're you serious last night?" She asked me when we were driving. 
"About what?" 
"You said I was your future wife." Her face was bright red. 
"Yup." 
"But we aren't even dating!" 
"I know. I'm just an over planner." I winked, making her laugh. 
"No guy has ever said anything like that to me before." She sighed. 
"That's cuz they're idiots." 
"Yeah... That's true for most of the guys I've dated." She frowned. 
"But, hey. Now you've got me. And the other guys!" I cheered her up. 
"I guess you're right... So where are we going?" She asked. 
"A secret place!" I chuckled. 
"I hate secrets!" She whined. 
"Too bad." 
"You're mean."
"No I'm not."
"Yeah you are."
"Just wait five minutes ok? We're here." I laughed. 
"Ugh. Fine." She groaned, opening her door and getting out. 
"Where exactly is here?" She asked. 
"Nope. Not answering that yet." 
"But Harry!!" She pouted. 
"Close your eyes!" I commanded. She reluctantly did as I asked and I was able to but a blind fold on her. 
"I hate blind folds." She mumbled. 
"This one will be worth it." I promised. 
"Not if I run into a tree." 
I burst into laughter and picked her up, eager to spoil her. 

"Ok. You can take it off." I whispered, setting her down. 
Char ripped off the bandana and her eyes sparkled in amazement.
"Today, were gonna pretend to be tourists in LA." I smiled. 
In front of us were two bikes, a bag of snacks, tickets to a bunch of different places, disposable cameras, a map, sunglasses, and more touristy things. 
"This is adorable!" She laughed. 
We packed up the bags and got onto the bikes, then I led us to our first destination. 

"It's funny. I've lived here my whole life and have never been to those places." She chuckled when we were on our way to my third choice for tourist attraction (out of five). 
"Really? It was fun." I smiled. 
We had gone to Hollywood for a bit and then hiking on a trail. Sadly the paps spotted us earlier, but I managed to hide Char's face from them. 
"Destination three!" I announced. 
"Oh my god! I heard about this!" She gasped looking at the scene in front of us. 
"Well here you are!" 
"Here I am indeed." 
We chained our bikes to a rack and walked into the fair holding hands. 
"You hungry? We could get lunch and some cotton candy." I suggested. 
"Perfect. Then can we go on all the rides?" Char giggled. 
"Whatever you want." I nodded. 
"So what you pack for lunch?" 
"My famous peanut butter sandwiches of course!" I smiled, pulling out sandwiches, chips, some fruit, and water bottles. 
We settled on a grassy hill away from most of the loud noises. 
"You spoil me." She said, taking a bite of her sandwich. 
"For good reason." 
"Do they annoy you?" She changed subject, nodding in the direction of paps and some fans. 
"The girls, no. The paps? Well they can be a bit much sometimes." I confessed. 
"Oh so Harry Styles likes having all the young, pretty girls screaming his name and wearing his face on their shirts?" She joked, poking me in the stomach. 
"There's only one young, pretty girl I wish would follow me around." I whispered. 
"Well, I can't promise you pretty, but I know a seventeen year old from LA who seems interested in you."
"Oh really?" I smiled. 
"Yup. I'll tell you how she feels later."
"Good, and by the way I think she's drop dead gorgeous." 
"You also think I like blueberries." She laughed, crinkling her nose as the berries. 
"What? How can you not like blueberries?" I gasped. 
"They gross me out." She shook her head.
"You're very strange Charlotte Burke... Very strange indeed

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